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Trying to sneak behind the high chair and into the kitchen, I hear a “Mum.” Motioning to Rockstar to hold it in or move into the bedroom where I’m pumping (still!) my milk while the baby attempts all manner of … Continue reading →

Standing in the Landmark taxi queue, a young woman comes up to me for a donation for the elderly. The kind that have authentic printed leaflets, and secure collection bags. Why not, I open my wallet, at which point she … Continue reading →

At the halfway point on one of the hiking trails up at the Peak, a middle-aged bespectacled guy sings Jackie Cheung songs into his tape recorder. I don’t even remember anymore when I first started seeing him there, he’s as … Continue reading →

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To My Son And Daughter. For when they become teenagers who know everything. Because we show our true colors- our beliefs, our prejudices, our weaknesses, our hopes – by the choices we make in raising our rockstars. “Mummy” is an honor that ranks higher than Derivatives Structuring Head, Big Fat Investment Bank. Higher than CEO, Biggest Conglomerate Ever. ‘Cause a long time ago, even they had Mummies.